Bethy

[Kyan]

(Now you made me think about Eight Belles again and need to lie down. It is Very Hard not to think about Eight Belles this time of year. I want a Bellelobotomy.)

I thought a Bellelobotomy had to do with Twilight and Ms. Swan?

Have you read the Bloody Jack books? SO much fun!!

[SharleyBloom]

BAD morning ride.
Something spooked me and I stepped on the scale and upticked myself all the way back to the gate.

Perplexed. Maybe it's the salt? :::remove's Bethy's salt lick from her corral::: Maybe again later, after it's all balanced out again.

:::pats her gently and talks quietly in her ear::: S'okay, old girl, he's just a boy and boy's are stupid.

:::turns to Mike and :::

[bethy]

I think it's the humidity. My hair gets fluffy in this weather.

[SBMike]

Don't fret so. If you want to cancel this silly little competition, the one that was all your idea in the first place, I completely understand. We can just go back to trying to encourage each other to lose the weight as partners on this journey. No one will judge you for your impetuousness or your failure. They'll all admire you, yes, for the wisdom of your peaceful acceptance of the truth. Just rest now. So relax, stop trying to control the world, just let it all happen. That's it.... just let it go......... All it takes is a few simple words of concession and all this nasty pressure will be over. We all want you to be happy.


And I? I will be free to pursue a victory doughnut.

[SBMike]

I think it's the humidity. My hair gets fluffy in this weather.

"But maybe the rain Isn't really to blame. So I'll remove the cause but not the symptom!"

[Kyan]

And I? I will be free to pursue a victory doughnut.

Chocolate sprinkle? Go for it, says I!! Er... says me? Says Ky?

[SharleyBloom]

Bethy, DON'T YOU QUIT, DMAN IT!

[SBMike]

Clearly Sharley doesn't want you to be happy at all. It may be that she wants you to be sad and uncomfortable instead of just relaxing. Ignore her for now, we can laugh with her later.

Come on..... it can all be over if you just say so. We'll still lose the weight, oh yes. Just at a more....human pace. This talk of horses and flowers.... we weren't meant for the spotlight, we were meant for the green fields, with lots of idle time.

Bethy, we are all just crying for you to say this race business was all a mistake. Come. Sit. Enjoy a cruller.

[SharleyBloom]

Oh dear lord, you slick talker, you! She'll be plenty happy enough when she's looking for the mailman to deliver whatever it is that she's won from you!

Don't you believe him, Bethy! He's a snake in a horse costume! Be strong!

[bethy]

I'm not doing it Just for the flowers. There's the three life-size statues, the postage stamps, the immortality, the Trophy, the satisfaction of a job well-done, the illicit thrill of Mikey chasing my tail and me throwing dirt in his goggles, Plus it's RACING SEASON, what else am I gonna do? (Just don't FORGET the flowers.)

[bethy]

I think it's the humidity. My hair gets fluffy in this weather.

"But maybe the rain Isn't really to blame. So I'll remove the cause but not the symptom!"

I say, well done Mikey! (He carries the Charles Atlas Seal of Approval)

[SBMike]

(sigh)


You try to help some folks........

Okay, lady. You get your race. Here at the first turn, I find that I have 5 more pounds to go. Are you staying on the pace, or are you trapped on the rail between IVEGOTABADLIVER, DADSALITTLEUNUSUAL, and JILLMISSEDAPILL?

[bethy]

I gave up a little when Shiraz bumped me on the turn, may have put a foot wrong, but I'll be under your whip hand by tuesday.

[bethy]

No one will judge you for your impetuousness or your failure.

You better quit talking like that. That was even better than "not an award show". I think I'm falling in love and I TOTALLY lose my appetite when I'm infatuated.

[SBMike]

hahahaha! I'm thinking the correct term in this situation is WHOA ROFL